descendants of nuwa

Chapter 109: Everyone Sets Out (2)
Qingcheng was curious and asked, "Senior officials? Which high officials?"

Mo Yuxi thought for a while, and then said: "It's a lot... Taishi, Taifu, Taibao... All the ministers... And the bachelor... And the general... And the Marquis... And..."

"That's enough, that's enough... There are so many people, how can I remember it!" Qingcheng interrupted a little dizzy.

Mo Yuxi smiled softly, and said: "There are hundreds of officials in the court, let alone you! Even I can't recognize them all!"

Qingcheng asked again: "Then these officials all set out with the carriage of the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

Mo Yuxi shook his head, and said: "The only ones who came with the prime minister are Dou Taifu, Chang Taibao, Yun Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, and the sons of General Pang."

When Qingcheng heard it, the people Mo Yuxi said were all high-ranking officials and important positions in the court, and they walked so close to the Prime Minister's Mansion.It seems that the strength of the Prime Minister's Mansion should not be underestimated!

Just as he was thinking wildly, Ping'er came in with a bowl of medicine and said to Mo Yuxi, who had a sad face, "Miss, the team has been organized. This is the prescription that the prince asked the imperial doctor for, and you can soothe your nerves by drinking it." sleep. The lord was worried that your body would be unbearable if you were full on the road, so you let the slaves suffer."

Mo Yuxi stared at a bowl of thick soup medicine, unwilling to reach out to pick it up.Qingcheng took the medicine bowl from Pinger's hand with a smile, and said: "Hey... I thought that a gentle and independent person like my sister is very strong. It turns out... my sister is afraid of taking medicine like a child!"

Seeing Qingcheng laughing at her, Mo Yuxi retorted dissatisfiedly: "Drinking medicine every day, the smell of medicine is so uncomfortable in your body and mouth!"

Qingcheng comforted in a soft voice: "The scent of medicine on my sister's body is very good, every time I smell it, I feel very comfortable!"

Mo Yuxi helped her forehead with a helpless smile, and said, "You, you know how to coax me with these sweet words."

Qingcheng handed the medicine bowl to Mo Yuxi with a smile, and persuaded: "Sister, drink it while it's hot. Although this medicine is bitter, it's worth it to help my sister not suffer from the long and bumpy journey."

Mo Yuxi took the medicine bowl helplessly, and said, "If I slept with you alone, wouldn't it be very boring?"

Qingcheng shook his head and said: "How come, if my sister rests, I will go to my brother to play chess, how can it be boring!"

Mo Yuxi nodded, and drank the medicine in the bowl.Ping'er took the medicine bowl, and hurriedly handed over the jujube paste and hibiscus cake that Mo Yuxi usually likes to eat.Mo Yuxi shook his head and didn't answer, he waited for a while before saying, "If you eat your favorite food at this time, you will find it hard to swallow, just pour me a cup of tea to rinse your mouth."

Ping'er nodded and took out a teacup from the hidden compartment, put tea on it, and handed it to Mo Yuxi after making the tea.Mo Yuxi put it down after taking a sip, and said to Qingcheng: "You go to brother's side, otherwise it will be difficult to stop after setting off for a while."

Qingcheng waved her hand and said, "No problem, let's chat with my sister for a while..."

Mo Yuxi smiled lightly, but he didn't stop him, and the convoy set off soon.A row of luxuriously decorated carriages set off mightily, attracting passers-by's frequent glances.

Qingcheng stayed with Mo Yuxi all the time, and did not leave the carriage until Mo Yuxi was a little tired and closed his eyes and fell asleep.At this time, the team had advanced for half an hour, and the sun was gradually becoming more vicious.Qingcheng sat next to the driver, leaning on the carriage and watching the evergreen trees meandering stream.The groom who was driving the carriage saw that Qingcheng was very comfortable and forgot about the scorching sun, so he reminded: "Miss San, it's not good if you suffer from heat stroke under the scorching sun, Miss, you'd better go back to the carriage!"

Qingcheng tilted his head and saw the coachman wearing quiet but plain clothes, his dark skin was covered with sweat but his expression was still simple, and he couldn't help asking: "Aren't you afraid of the sun's poison?"

(End of this chapter)